TMD - Chapter 9 < Do you know what happened at night? (4) >






“Wow...”

It was completely different from the dress in the temple.

The flowing lace decorations, the silver floral decorations, and the hem of the dress hadn’t come out of the box yet.

“I can’t show you everything here.”

Decarabia seemed dissatisfied with the fact that she couldn’t perfectly show what Belled had prepared.

However, I couldn’t take my eyes off the dress.

“The accessories are separate.”

It really was... a bride’s dress. What would it feel like to wear a dress like that and have a blessed wedding?

I think I’ve thought about that in my first life. At the wedding of another family, I couldn’t resist the Duke of Orobas’s holy fire.

Yes, that’s right.

I could wear something like this too... Suddenly, I became interested in the wedding that I had no intention of attending.

It felt like another plan had filled my head, which had been trying to keep Vine from being found out as a demon.

I couldn’t take my eyes off it once I saw it. The temple would definitely object, but still.

Like a child who wants to do more of what she is told not to do, bad things.

But is this a bad thing?

There was no need to worry. What would I do if I followed the words of the temple? Or die.

This time, I didn’t want to do that. More than anything, it was a wedding.

Even if I had returned twice by chance if I had returned again... I didn’t know if I would be able to enjoy the wedding.

I slowly opened my mouth.

“I’ll wear this.”

Decarabia nodded.

“Yes. I’ll report it to the Duke.”

Then she neatly folded the dress into the box.

“How to desire.”

The words suddenly came to mind. If this is also desire. No, if you want it, anything is desire.

“...”

The conversation stopped after that.

If she were a priest, they would have cried and pleaded that a fancy wedding dress was not allowed. However, Decarabia quickly understood as if she was saying that if that was what I wanted, then so be it.

I thought, wiggling my fingers awkwardly.

Strangely... I feel a sense of liberation.

Maybe it will be a happy wedding. Even if I don’t know how the marriage will end. Wouldn’t it be nice if I could enjoy the present?

That’s what I thought. That was right... until we arrived at the wedding hall.

“Isn’t the wedding hall really empty?”

The demon Naberus, who claimed to be a knight, said as soon as we arrived at the wedding hall.

The demon Ronove, who claimed to be a butler, also seemed to frown.

“So this is what a simple wedding means?”

“It’s natural for such simple decorations to appear since the temple decorated them.”

Then Ronove gestured. For some reason, he was gesturing to the other wagons that were following him.

“Decorate the wedding hall in a way befitting His Highness the Duke!”

“Yes!”

The demons, who seemed more like mercenaries than servants of the Duke’s household, suddenly took out decorations.

They were unusual equipment that glowed red.

What are those...?

I hesitated.

“Wait a minute.”

Even if it’s a wedding, those decorations are too flashy!

At my words, the demons all turned to look at me.

“...Decorate just a little, just a little.”

It shouldn’t be so strange to feel in a strange temple, right? Anyway, they were demons who didn’t know the extent.

But after a while, the situation changed.

***

A few days later, someone from the temple who had received my call came.

He could have just replied with a letter, but it seemed important that he had come despite being afraid of the territory of the Vinegar.

And...

“You must think of the common people.”

The important thing was, absurdly, to wear a dress prepared by the temple.

“You cannot wear such a fancy dress.”

The priest said that two days before the wedding. It wasn’t “You must not wear it,” it was “You cannot wear it.”

Wasn’t it a clear order?

Rebellion suddenly raised its head.

“No, I will wear the dress the Duke prepared.”

“Saintess?”

The priest hesitated. It was clear that he was surprised at my uncharacteristic disobedience.

Even that gave me a strange feeling of pleasure.

Could I get used to this kind of thrill?

The pleasure of breaking through something that had been forbidden me my whole life was more thrilling than I had imagined.

“No matter what you say, it’s no use. I’ve already made up my mind.”

The priest frowned. But I was able to continue speaking, perhaps because of the pleasure.

“Finding the devil is also important. It’s not clear which of the three families is the devil family. If Duke Belled isn’t the devil, I have to live with this person for the rest of my life.”

“That is...”

The priest’s expression became sullen. At that moment, I realized.

These people didn’t even think that I had a life after finding the devil.

To them, a Saintess was just a consumable that they could just create again.

I laughed.

“Therefore, this wedding is also an important event for me. So, go back.”

No matter what he said, I wouldn’t change my mind. Perhaps sensing the determination, the priest hesitated, then finally said,

“...God will watch over you.”

What? The sight of me in fancy clothes?

What would He say if He saw me? Would He punish me?

The priest couldn’t see my laughter because he had his head down.

If there was a God, you would see it too.

“Well, that’s it.”

The priest left quickly. Decarabia cleaned up the place where the priestess had left.

I suddenly said as I watched her throw the tablecloth into the brazier as if it were dirty.

“As much as possible.”

“Yes?”

Decarabia looked back at me. My eyes saw the carpet decorated in gold and red.

“More than that. Decorate it as splendidly as possible.”

Decarabia’s eyes widened at those words. Not long ago, hadn’t I been the one telling her to refrain from excessive decoration?

However, my eyes were filled with strong determination.

“I understand.”

The current decorations didn’t suit Belled’s dignity anyway.

Decarabia nodded lightly.

***

“Splendidly? She said to make it as splendid as possible?”

The demon Naberus seemed to be jumping for joy.

“Why? Zhe told me not to do that until a few days ago?”

“Even the Saintess, the decorations the temple had put up didn’t seem right.”

The one who answered the question was another demon, Ratli. He smiled, showing his teeth.

“This side is not bad. Was there no other message?”

“No.”

It was Ronove who relayed the message. The demons were excited and chattered among themselves at those words.

For the demons who were more accustomed to flaunting their desires with flashy things, moderation was actually more difficult.

All they had accumulated while in the human world was gold. If they didn’t spend their overflowing money on this, where else could they spend it?

Furthermore, this wedding was no different from the ultimate battlefield for the demons. Having been without stimulation for a long time, they were used to seeking out all kinds of stimulation. Like developing a tolerance to drugs, they were not even able to feed on the negative emotions of ordinary humans.

However, what if the humans of the entire continent, who had firmly believed that the Saints and priests would defeat the demons, witnessed the defeat of the temple?

The feelings of despair and fear that would come out at that time would not only feed the demons currently in the human world but would also be more than enough to keep the demons inside the gates of hell alive.

That’s why this wedding was no different from a battlefield for them.

The battlefield where the demon Grand Duke Belled personally marched. How could he possibly decorate such a place so simply?

More than anything, they didn’t like the idea of ​​having to listen to the temple and such.

But what?

“The Saintess herself wanted it.”

“Make it as extravagant as possible, since she’s a Saint who knows a thing or two.”

“I thought the temple was filled with boring people.”

The problem was that their idea of ​​extravagance and grandeur was different from Beryl’s.

“First, bring all the spoils the Grand Duke took!”

“Let’s really turn this upside down today!”

A huge amount of stuff started to be loaded onto the carriage.

From the head of a giant wolf-shaped monster to the claws and bone fragments of something vicious, to parts of wings that were as hard as fossils...

The moment these things were about to be loaded onto the carriage.

“Wait a minute.”

The Saintess appeared again.

***

I knew this would happen!

I felt that Decarabia was somehow excited by my words to decorate it extravagantly.

And looking at the things being loaded onto the carriage, they were really, really devilish things.

Are those things sticking out? There's a dark red mark on them, probably blood.

And those bloody-looking skulls and all... They're decorating a wedding hall with those things?

If they did, the priests would immediately rise up and try to kill them, calling them devils.

Were they planning to decorate it like this from the beginning? Are you saying that all these things were under the one they brought last time?

No, did they even plan to have a proper wedding in the first place? If they did, there would be no way they didn’t have a plan. Beryl finally spoke to the demons who seemed to have no idea how humans decorate wedding halls.

“It’s my wedding, so I want to decorate it myself.”

At that, the demons’ expressions became empty. Some even frowned.

I heard that demons are strict with the logic of power. That must be why I felt a fierce aura at the moment. They probably didn’t like it when a mere human who wasn’t even worth a fist was ordering them around.

However, I didn’t come without thinking.

I recalled how Decarabia had even treasured the box that Belled had given me a while ago.

“I’m the one who’s going to be the hostess of Vine.”

The hostess of Vine. I spoke directly because she thought it might sound a little far-fetched.

“The one who’s going to be the wife of Velled von Vine can’t even decorate the wedding hall, right?”

The demons' expressions changed as soon as the name Belled von Vine was mentioned.


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